The fall in to Slime and Cinders [solo kind of]

[Bast]

Bast hurt like hell (pretty much all over), he had fallen down a hole leaving his party of noobs and Mab behind. After enough time and the thoughts on questioning if he should stay and wait to see what would happen with those he chose to quit the party and yelled up “If your still up there, I’m gonna move ahead on my own and find a way out if we meet up again here I’ll join but if not. Then just pay for my tabs with my part of the treasure you know the place.” He wasn’t sure she did but it sounded better in his head, he hoped she would get it to kiss but if not that’s life.



Looking around into the darkness of the cave he wondered which way could lead to the exit…he decided maze rules would probably be best to follow so with no chalk in his possession he went around picking up things and scraping them against the wall till he found one that left a mark…sure his sword probably would have done but he didn’t really want to blunt his sword, axe or spear even if he had three weapons didn’t mean he wanted to damage any of them.



So after leaving a cross mark (and an attempt at a smiley face that went very jagged thanks to the stone on stone [an artist blaming his tools is fine when it’s the correct reason isn’t it?].) on the wall he kept his left hand with the stone on the wall and moved forward keeping to the left hoping it would help him get out.


Word count: 272

[cindy]

Cindy had learned of a beginner dungeon and having exhausted her fun of playing with her new found magic be it a one trick wonder, and her attempt at converting a section of a London park into her own little garden to harvest at her leisure, she was getting used to even thinking of herself as female. It wasn’t too hard for him sure it had been a shock. But hay life sometimes throws you a curve ball and this one came with magic, a tail and boobs. Really it was a nice experience really who hadn’t wanted to try living the life in a different perspective than before, and well what more different can you get than opposite sex different species with different apparent laws on everything, including on what exists, it was fabulous.



So she went down into the dungeon holding a torch she had happily lit using a orb of lava sure it had been a waste of a spell and the torch might burn out quicker than normal but that’s why she had gone around gathering so many strong pieces of wood and buying some actual torches it was fun to burn things and who doesn’t think having a camp in a dungeon won’t be awesome. She was already smiling away thinking of the little moving chunks of xp she was only a few minutes away from coming in contact with and the glorious spell choices she could get in just two levels all the choices, she could want…she loved her class.


word count: 256

[Bast]

Bast felt his way around guiding his way through the dark hoping he would find light somewhere in this den of monsters…and with that thought he hoped he wouldn’t walk into any literal dens of monsters as he had already seen how life became short when that happened…even against puny creatures.



Though he hoped what killed you here made you stronger. The saying said what didn’t but the person that made that saying couldn’t die repeatedly so what did they know. Bast started to move more carefully with each step jumping at the sound of droplets or any feeling of goo…the thought of being flooded with slimes in a corridor did not suit him very well.

“Wait that’s a light!...B-ut why is it moving…damn it’s a mob”

He tried to run in the opposite way of the dancing lights, such rapid movements could not be good. Sure Bast could probably kill it but why chance a fight with an unknown number of enemies. Fleeeeee!

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[cindy]

Cindy was happily dancing while she moved down the corridors she had lit herself a second torch because brighter was better and it was a nice way to practice her orb of lava spell. As shook her torches like maracas she heard the sound of fast moving footsteps….Chunks of XP! But it was moving away…no my XP she hurtled herself into a sprint she was not going to lose her precious XPPPPPPppppp!



Pelting down the corridor she tried to maxamisae her speed the critter whatever it was, was speeding up as well the mean little snot she deserved that XP and would leave not a scrap of the beast well…unless it dropped loot….”Die little critter I want me some Big old chunks of XP…hell little Chunks will do just fine too running XP bar come back!”



Chasing after the running XP she knew the best way to attack a distant creature was to use Orb Of lava and as it’s cool down ended she sent one flying.

“Goodness gracious great balls of fire!”

She smirked as she sang but as her flame flew by to illuminate the large fleeing humanoid chunk of xp she noticed all the little slimy chunks along the ground.



“Come to mama, I want to have myself to hear all your bells toll, for me with some Dings.”

He really was getting into character…he liked it.

“Let’s spell you some trouble.”

Dropping the torches she pulled her sword from her scabbard.


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[Bast]

Bast heard the shouts and calls for XP…was this girl a PK? Could he deal with a PK? He had only dealt with her punishments before…no one he hadn’t be a real victim of but really in a noob area like this he should be able to deal with this girl and running will just get me surrounded by monsters in combo with her*Squelch*… well that’s just perfect “slimes!”

He pocketed the stone he had been gripping far too hard as he ran it had left an imprint but he would worry about that later if he had time, now it’s time to fight these puny critters before they get a hold of him.



Hoping about as the slimes came close he pulled out his spear and tried to pull himself from his worrying to a relaxed breathing…time to kill without mercy “Die you Snot balls”(so maybe he fell from worry to anger rather than relaxed sue him.)



Striking out at the slimes with his spear he cleaned them up as any yellow coat does with trash they are forced to clean up…no mercy no feeling but hatred for the events that have forced his hand to this. Methodical, lonely and soulless… but effective at least where he jabbed… but just the same another mess came to replace the one he destroyed.

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[cindy]

Her heart was lit on fire thrusting away piercing through their gooey inside to watch the little green bar grow, it was true gaming, truly a new world to live in just like a game. How could she not lust for the pleasure and rush of killing as many of these little nit bits of xp, they put up barely any challenge gropping at the world. And those that got close Burned in a hellish splash from an orb of fire. She was burning up in the moment not only from her heating up floor panels, but her excitement of living a game.



Cindy smiled through the embers, ash and stench of burning fading bubbles of the green slimes, “haha as if they could ever be a challenge.” She looked from the slime to this man who had fled from her and not slew waves of slimes as if they were noting. His jabs killed and he pummelled those that came close it was inspiring technique in comparison to her thrust, thrust and thrust faster manoeuvring. Both weapons were piercing weapons and in this can learn from each other but she could tell she had a lot to learn with sword technique to improve enough to fight a real fighter….hehe well at least her magic will help solve problems like that hehe.



“So scared-y cat what’s a strong man like you running away from little old me, I mistook you for XP out there and not a player. My names Cindy here, and yours?”



While he was thinking on that she took the time to learn from his strikes a little longer and try to duplicate the pacing and so the ability to wipe out waves of slimes without becoming dirty… and with how many had exploded on impact with the lava orbs she was well and truly slimey, if unhurt. Which when she looked at him surely wasn’t the case for him, what had got a man as strong as this hurt. His cowardly tactics lead him into a trap or something?